the lyrical law

Fish

This is a Story about a Fish. It is not a Christmas story, even though the events took place on Christmas Eve in 2009.

The Fish had no name and almost no memory. 

The popular myth that Goldfish forget everything every three seconds has been proven wrong by science a while ago. 

This fish, though, had not been informed and he still did all his thinking in lovely three second sequences.

And, since this narrative will continue in his point of view, it might get a bit annoying.

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Dear lord! It’s cold. Wait, where am I? What is this?

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Dear lord! It’s cold. Hey! I’m in a bag. 

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Oh look, it’s snowing!

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Wow, I’m moving, okay, panic, panic.

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Dear lord! It’s cold. Wait, where am I? What is this?

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What’s with all the swinging? I’m feeling nauseous.

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Hey, I know this guy next to me from somewhere. Didn’t he feed me once?

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Hey, I’m on a bus. That’s weird; I can’t remember getting on here.

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Who the hell is that guy sitting next to me? Personal space, sir, personal space.

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Hey, I’m on a bus. I wonder where I’m going…

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Oh hey, that guys leaving. Bye bye!

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Wait where am I? What is this?

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…

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Wasn’t there someone sitting next to me just know? Where did he go?

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Huh, nausea stopped.

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Hey I’m on bus. Are we there yet? Why are we standing still?

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That’s a cool uniform that guy’s wearing. I should get one too.

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…

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Is that guy coming over to me? … Oh my god! He’s going to grab me!

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Panic! Panic! Stress! Stress!

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Hey look! I’m flying! Wheeeeeeeee!

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Panic! Panic! That’s it, this is the end of me.

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Oh look, it’s snowing!

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What are these uniformed guys saying to each other?

“Yup, that’s a fish all right. What kind of person leaves a fish on the bus?”

“Do I look like I care? My shift’s over. I’m going home.”

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Good lord! It’s cold. Am I going on that bus?

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Oh look, it’s snowing!

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…

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Crowded here. Are those people going on the bus as well?

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What’s this guy saying?

“Does anybody want a fish? No? Alright then.”

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Hey, I’m moving again. Where is he taking me?

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Panic! Panic! Stress! Stress! I’m moving!

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Oooooh, what a pretty red box.

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Look at me! I’m flying.

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…

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Hey, no, wait! Don’t drop me! No! Aaaaaah!

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Oh look, it’s snowing!

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…

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Good lord, it’s cold.

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Wait, where am I? What is this?

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Why is this water getting so hard?

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Hmmm, I’m feeling a little sleepy.

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…

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Oh look, it’s snowing!

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It may seem cruel to many, to die in a garbage bin at a bus stop, but the Fish didn’t mind.